| 2235 | And god that al this worlde hath wrought | |
| | Sente hym his loue that dere had bought | |
| | For now is Palamon in alle wele | |
| | Lyuynge in blis in riches and in hele | |
| | And Emely hym loueth so tenderly | |
| 2240 | And he here seruith so gentilly | |
| | That ther was no word hem betwene | |
| | Of ielousie or of ony othir tene | |
| | Thus endith Palamon and Emelye | |
| | And god saue al this companye | |
| | ¶ Here endith the knyghtis tale . | |
| | ¶ And begynneth the Milleris prolog . | |
| | W | Han that þe knight had thus his tale told | |
| | In al the companye nas ther yong ne old | |
| | That he ne sayde it was a nobyl story | |
| | And worthy to be drawe in memory | |
| 5 | And namely the gentilis euerichon | |
| | Our hoost lowgh and swoor so mot I goon | |
| | Thus vnbokelid wel is the male | |
| | Let se now who shal telle another tale | |
| | For trewly the game is wel begonne | |
| 10 | Now telle ye sir monk yf that ye konne | |
| | Som what to quyte with the knyght his tale | |
| | The Milward that fordronkyn was al pale | |
| | So that vnnethis vp on is hors he sat | |
| | He nolde auale nother hood ne hat | |
| 15 | Ne abyde noman for his curtesye | |
| | But in Pilatis vois he gan crye | |
| | And swoor be armys blood and bonys | |
